The curse by T.M

Dear Adalaide,

Our love will run infinite, my love, I'm sure of it. 

Even at the end of the world we had no complaints because we had each other. You are what drove my existence. I am constantly lost in your eyes, how could someone so beautiful even exist in the same realm as I do. Her mere existence was enough to bring the strongest of men to their knees, she was the definition of perfection. How could something so gruesome happen to someone so perfect. The transformation process was slow, giving me a false hope that I could fix things before they got worse, but over time you grew ears like those of a bat and feathers like a ravens. I loved you just the same but it hurt to see you in pain. You were still my perfect girl but the fear of losing you drove me nearly insane. I promised I would find a way to stop your hurting my love, but the changes kept coming. The claws were the most terrifying part they could tear through anything or worse anyone. The cures weren’t working and were getting worse having just grown wings that match the small feathers that have been growing all over your body. I don’t understand why you felt like you needed to hide from me but you did. I called out for you that night, I looked for you darling but to you the forest was safe. I tried to protect you and stay with you. I sent you letters when you wouldn’t let me come close. It was stupid to believe you would read them but I was hopeful. As things became more and more permanent and you let me come closer I tried to make good out of our situation. We had picnics everyday and I read to you, all I wanted was to be around you to know that you were safe. Things were getting better my love, until the shot rang out and the world froze; the sky wailed, the birds sang songs of sorrow, the sky broke out in tears as their soul was drained from their lifeless form. The wolves wailed, the gods themselves came down from their thrones to acknowledge the loss of someone so innocent and pure. Roots rose from the earth to hold and protect this perfect being; lilies, roses and covered the grave as if to say “Here lies someone who deserved the world,even when the world hated them”. My world collapsed and as the world around me burned my heart was inconsolable. You were my world, my soul, my entire being and when you were taken from me, how could a fate so cruel be delivered to someone so incredibly innocent. You didn’t deserve to leave first, it should have been me that took that shot. I should have been in your place. 

My broken heart can’t bear to continue on in a world without you my love. I’m sorry, I couldn’t fix you. I broke my promise. I’m so sorry my love…

Our love ran infinite.

• M.B (Widow of a victim of the government drug trials in the first world war)

On her deathbed the dying widow sought comfort in her lover. The one person who loved and understood her was torn away from her so suddenly that her heart could no longer bear the pain. The trials have yet to be researched completely but historians believe that the horrid process was a part of the final efforts to control the world using the people whom they believed would need to be forced to help their country.